Sort of Simple

He smiled somewhere over my shoulder
a simple sort
full of happiness yet to come
happiness so close
I was tempted to turn around
to scan the world into which he was walking
the world from which I had just come

I was more than a little jealous
not enough to scowl or spite
just enough to wonder
to commit his face briefly to memory
and work out what his world had in store
where that smile was stepping
that promise he seemed to see

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